The hot feeling rushed to Ji Rui's heart, some of them came from the midwife, and some of them came from the child in the womb. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ji Rui, who consumed all her strength in production, was pale, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and slipped silently.

With red eyes, the divination kept twisting his body and inhaling hard.

Ji Rui used the little strength she had left, and softly called her lover's name: Baili Yao, but it was so long that Ji Rui felt that a century had passed, and she didn't see the person she was thinking about.

Ji Rui began to call the name of the slave again, she didn't want to die, she hadn't given birth to the child, she hadn't seen her family yet, and she didn't want to die.

The blood flowed backwards, and the hot and painful feeling made Ji Rui, who was already weak, numb.

can only let the midwife do whatever she wants, and finally fainted because of shock and anger accompanied by pain.

In the corridor outside the room, Qingyue crossed her hands and walked back and forth anxiously.

Lianhuan who stayed outside with Qingyue, looking at Qingyue who was dangling, he only felt dizzy, and reached out to pull Qingyue as soon as he was quilted, Qingyue unhappily shook off the serial drag master's own hand.

Qingyue looked at the sky and complained to God, it was finally possible to go back to Xucheng, but a strong wind actually blew and delayed the trip, and it snowed again during the day.

Pieces of snowflakes sloping down overwhelmingly, flying in the air in various postures, or frolicking, or whirling, or falling rapidly, spread on the vast land.

It's still autumn, and the bad lady is in a cold place, and it's all men to give birth.

Lian Lian softly comforted Qingyue, who was already in a hurry, and his tone began to be impatient.

Qingyue, who kept shaking, became more and more uneasy in her heart, and directly ignored the chain of comforting herself, and pushed open the door that was already a little old and walked into the delivery room.

Qingyue recalled the scene she saw when she walked into the room, and she only felt that her heart stopped beating because she was paralyzed by fright.

The baby in the master's womb only gave birth to the head, and the midwife threw it away, obviously with fear in her eyes, and she was hideous to pinch Mrs., thinking back that Qingyue was afraid now, and secretly glad that she broke in regardless of it at that time.

It's just that what Qingyue doesn't understand is what the midwife is afraid of, and then Qingyue thinks about it carefully, the midwife should have been frightened when she saw the little master born with something special on her forehead.

"What's wrong with you, Azuki." Qingyue wanted to speak and stopped, and her tangled expression made Ji Rui curious.

"Madam, take a good look at the little boy's forehead, and take a deep breath."

Ji Rui was puzzled, smelled the unique fragrance in the air, lowered her head to look at her baby, saw the transparent purple and red jade on her son's forehead, and quickly asked, "This?" How so, who else knows about this? ”

"Madam, except for the midwife, as far as the two of us know, the midwife is now locked up by me." The lady is kind-hearted, and Qingyue is worried that the master will not be able to deal with the midwife ruthlessly, so they will be passive.

It is also beneficial to the little master, I hope that the master will stop saying anything good and accumulate virtue, and that kind of thing can only be done if you live your life.

Ji Rui, who had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, was up and down in her heart, and her heart had not completely calmed down, and because of the things on her son's forehead, she pulled it up again.

The son will be treated as a monster like this, just in case, even if he kills him by mistake, he can't let go of the midwife, not to mention that she dares to harm their mother and son, such a move, damn it.

"It's up to you." Rubbing her brows that jumped suddenly, Ji Rui said lightly, she is now too busy to take care of herself, where is there time to care about the life and death of others.

The ups and downs of several hours made Ji Rui look haggard.

Qingyue listened to Madame's words and nodded with satisfaction, just like the master she thought, she would not tolerate those villains with ill intentions again and again with the kindness of women. Seeing the tired face on his wife's face, Qingyue thoughtfully helped the master to lie down, let the master have a good rest, and walked out quickly.

Things are fickle in an instant, to prevent other unknown things, Qingyue thinks it's better to solve the midwife in advance.

Ji Rui carefully protected the child in her arms, a cold color flashed in her eyes, she is not stupid, she is not a good man and a woman, others will put them to death, she is still stupid, and she is a saint.

However, at this time, Ji Rui didn't know what kind of gossip was waiting for her.

A few days later, in the backyard of the castle lord's mansion in Asahi Castle.

Wearing cyan clothes and slightly fat, Mama Yang hurriedly walked into the room, holding a crumpled letter in her hand, looking at the young and slender bewitching woman, and said anxiously:

"Auntie, there's news from Longcheng Temple."

The woman lying on the bed in a green and emerald cigarette dress frowned and looked at Mama Yang who appeared in front of her, and asked Mama Yang softly in a voice like a lan:

"Mama, what's going on...... You mean that the news from Longcheng Temple has arrived, so it must be good news. ”

The woman changed her indifferent expression before, and instantly smiled and groaned, charming and boundless, her eyes were like a pool of water, reflecting the figure of Mama Yang, and the Qingyue hosta inserted in her sideburns had several small chains falling on it, swaying and swaying the old mama's eyes.

The seductive and charming woman heard the word 'aunt' in Mama Yang's mouth, and tightened the handkerchief in her hand.

That's right, she is now an aunt, except for the city lord's wife, who is the only concubine of the current city lord, sooner or later, she will drive down the city lord's wife who is showing off her power in front of her, that is, Ji Rui, and sit on it herself.

Mama Yang lowered her eyebrows, took a step closer to the woman, handed the letter in her hand forward, and said in embarrassment:

"Auntie, you'd better see for yourself."

Mama Yang lingered in her heart, she was timid, auntie, don't use those sharp eyes to kill the old slave.

The woman took the specially treated letter, her face covered with heavy makeup, her dark eyes flashed with streamers, and the water rippled.

In the envelope, which was slowly opened by the white tender little hand, was a thin piece of paper, and as the folded boxy paper was opened, the lines of fine handwriting on it were revealed, and there was no smile on the woman's face.

It was clearly written on the paper: The midwife is dead, and the mother and child are safe.

The woman crumpled the paper gloomily and slammed it to the ground.

The woman's bright eyes, when you think they are the light of fireflies, illuminate you, suddenly turn into sharp thorns, and inadvertently, pierce your heart.

Immediately, I remembered that there was another line of words behind it, pointing to the crumpled letter on the ground and asking Mama Yang to pick it up.

Mama Yang twisted her buttocks, pounced on the letter with a little movement that was not suitable for her age, and carefully spread it out before giving it to the woman with an ugly face.

The woman swept to the last sentence: The child is a demon, born with a snake.

The depression in front of him was swept away, and he laughed, God is really helping himself, see how that woman escaped this time.

Possessed close to Mama Yang and whispered in her ear:

"You send someone to ......"